A Fifteen-Year-Old Seventh-Rank Magician, Potential of the Saint Realm (Part 2)

After saying this, Lei Lin activated the protective magic array around the courtyard to ensure the aftermath of their battle wouldn't affect the surroundings.

Sa'er curled his lip and said, "Heh, activating a protective magic array? It seems you're quite confident in the growth of your strength, kid!"

"Do you actually think your teacher is unable to suppress the aftermath of our fight?"

With that, the wind-attribute battle qi within Sa'er surged out, and with a single movement, several green shadows lunged at Lei Lin from different directions.

Seeing this, Lei Lin didn't move; he merely muttered something, and chains made of lightning appeared, twisting and converging into a shield that enveloped him.

"Thunder Prison Technique!"

Sa'er's remaining phantom attacks shattered upon hitting the defense of the Thunder Prison Technique, and he himself was repelled two steps backward by the force.

Feeling the counter-force he had just received and looking at the shields made of lightning surrounding Lei Lin, Sa'er said with difficulty, "This is... a seventh-rank spell!?"

"When did you break through to the seventh rank, and where did you learn a seventh-rank spell!?"

Lei Lin nodded and said, "That's right, Teacher. This is a seventh-rank spell—Thunder Prison Technique. Its effect is comprehensive defense against attacks, with a rebound effect on any contact."

"As for where I learned it?"

"Teacher, it's just a seventh-rank spell, not an eighth or ninth-rank one. I just modified the low-rank Thunder Shield Technique; it wasn't difficult!"

Sa'er was stunned upon hearing this, and his heart felt as complex as if it had been hit by a mix of five flavors. He had always known his student was very clever.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to achieve so much in alchemy, creating various practical and highly creative magical items.

But he never expected that Lei Lin could actually develop a seventh-rank spell on his own!

As for magic, spells from the first to the sixth rank could be learned at any major magic academy for a fee, but seventh-rank spells and above were high-level goods that could only be acquired by joining major factions and organizations.

He knew full well the value of a genius capable of creating a seventh-rank spell, and being able to cast one meant...

"Lei Lin, are you already... a seventh-rank mage!?"

Lei Lin nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher, I am already a seventh-rank mage!"

"Well, that's not important. After all, this is a test from you, Teacher. I shouldn't use magic. Let's continue."

With that, he dispersed the Thunder Prison Technique and drew the Black Gold Straight Blade, Judgment, which he had specially forged, charging toward Sa'er.

Relying on his comprehension of the Law of Lightning, a seventh-rank Lei Lin was fully capable of defeating an eighth-rank Sa'er, but he certainly wouldn't do that. After all, this was the teacher who had taught him for many years; he had to show some respect.

"Star Burst Stream Slash!"

"Thunderclap Flash!"

"Thunder Blade World Destroyer!"

"Majestic heavenly might, guided by the sword, Divine Sword Lightning Control Art!"

With Lei Lin deliberately controlling his strength, the two engaged in a "passionate" battle. After dozens of exchanges, Lei Lin finally "lost" due to "exhaustion" and "lack of experience."

After this intense fight, Sa'er finally managed to calm the turmoil in his heart.

He had never been optimistic about Lei Lin practicing magic because his elemental affinity was truly mediocre, nothing like the talent Lei Lin displayed in warrior training.

Before the age of six, he had created the Taiji Fist—a health-cultivating martial art that, while unconventional, contained profound truths. Once he started training at six, he progressed rapidly.

Without relying on external forces to force his growth, he took it one step at a time, becoming a sixth-rank warrior in just six years, and even created many powerful battle skills that had caught his eye!

But after this battle, Sa'er suddenly realized he had underestimated his disciple, Lei Lin.

After all, a fifteen-year-old seventh-rank mage and seventh-rank warrior was definitely not something achievable solely through training in the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

At the same time, as an eighth-rank warrior of the Wild Thunder Guard, he was no novice. He could vaguely sense that Lei Lin was still holding back; he likely hadn't used his full strength in the fight just now and still had trump cards.

"He just broke through to a seventh-rank warrior and can already fight me, an eighth-rank, so evenly. Even if I deliberately restricted my strength and speed, it shouldn't be something a kid who just reached the seventh rank could..."

"And there's the magic. This kid didn't use magic in the fight just now. If he added magic, I might really lose if I don't go all out."

"Is this... is this really my disciple? Is this really a disciple I could have taught?!"

Sa'er, whose face had been quite bewildered, suddenly straightened his expression. A smile he couldn't suppress appeared, and he said firmly, "That's right, this is my disciple! My, Sa'er's, disciple!!!"

"My disciple has the potential for the Saint Realm! The potential for the Saint Realm, hahahaha! The potential for the Saint Realm!!!"

Thinking of this, he went from whispering the words "potential for the Saint Realm" to shouting them out loud. If it weren't for the fact that the protective magic array around the courtyard was still active and could isolate the inside from the outside, his roar as an eighth-rank warrior would have not only echoed throughout the Royal Capital but would have been clearly heard for several streets around.

Lei Lin rubbed his ears and said, "Teacher, stop howling. I'm about to turn off the protective magic array. It wouldn't be good to disturb the children nearby!"

Sa'er gradually put away the excitement in his heart and said, "Hahaha, if they're disturbed, so be it. What's there to care about?"

"I'm happy as a teacher, can't I shout a couple of times? Even if Boss Kaisa came, I'd shout if I wanted to!"

Lei Lin helplessly covered his forehead and said, "Fine, fine, fine. You shout, shout all you want."

After a while, Sa'er finally controlled his excitement, then said with a conflicted expression, "Lei Lin, give me the truth—are you not planning to join the Wild Thunder Guard?"

Lei Lin nodded directly, "Yes, Teacher. I plan to stay at home for a while and continue to train in the Magic Beast Mountain Range to improve myself!"

Before the age of six, as a child of a declining minor noble family in the Fenlai Kingdom, joining the Wild Thunder Guard was a good path for him. The only thing he needed to be careful about was to get out before the Day of Destruction and clear his ties with the Clyde royal family.

But after turning six, he knew that he was guaranteed to reach at least the Saint Realm, so how could he possibly look up to the Fenlai Kingdom? As for the Wild Thunder Guard, that was even more of a joke!

If it weren't for the fact that Sa'er was a very dutiful teacher, and that the Wild Thunder Guard's reputation provided a layer of protection that allowed him to develop steadily in the early stages, he wouldn't have bothered at all.

Even if Clyde or Kaisa had personally come to invite him to join the Wild Thunder Guard, he wouldn't have paid them any mind.

He didn't want to get too deeply involved with Clyde right now, lest he be implicated when Linley sought his revenge in the future.

"However, Teacher, I would like to obtain lightning-attribute magic spells from the seventh to the ninth rank!"